Fuck, where's my soulmate?

Hi! My name is (Y/n) (Seme last name) and I'm one of your average members of society.

Nothing too special about me, just working my ass off to pay bills... like everyone else.

This year is the 14 year I've been trying to find my soulmate.

Yeah, I know. I've managed to miss my soulmate for 14 years.

Who ever my destined partner is is gonna murder me once I find them.

Honestly, after missing him/her (I don't know, their gender could be anything) for the fourth year, I kinda gave up and just took up the fact that I would be forever alone.

All of my friends had found theirs within the first or second year.

But this lonely feeling in my heart kept on growing and growing and I really couldn't bear it anymore.

I've earned enough money to live relatively well for the rest of my life, but money isn't going to buy me a life mate.

Which is why I'm out at 12:46 right now, desperately following a glowing red string to wherever it'll take me.

Back to my current situation, I turned a sharp corner and stopped myself just in time before rushing out onto the busy streets.

"Holy shit, how much further?" I growled, looking down at my watch as I waited for the street light to change.

12:57... I'm gonna miss it again... I thought as I started to dash again.

"5! 4! 3! 2! 1!"

Fucking-

"Happy new year!!"

Fireworks were set off as I turned a corner, praying that the string wouldn't fade away.

But I was still too late, the once glowing red string faded into nothingness.

I was too busy watching it to notice another person turning the corner as well.

"Ow!"

He and I yelp simultaneously.

Rubbing my head, I looked up, wincing slightly to see what I had bumped into.

Coincidentally, the other person also looked up and we made eye contact.

His (uke eye colour) eyes are beautiful...

A worried (and angelic, might I add) tone suddenly broke my train of thought.

"Are you okay?" he asked, sticking out his hand so I could grab it.

"Hm? Oh yeah, I'm fine. How about you?"

I answered, taking his hand and pulling myself up.

"No major injuries," he chirped, releasing my hand and dusting a bit more snow off of his legs.

"Just a bit wet."

We went to nearby hotel (cause they have laundry service there) and got a room.

While our clothes took their sweet time getting clean, the male, who's name I learned is (U/n), and I talked a bit about the situation from before.

He said that ever since he was born, there had been a red string every year and he was desperately trying to find his soulmate.

And he is only 19.

"That's quite some courage. What are you going to do if you can't find your soulmate?"

His (uke eye colour) orbs had a hint of question as he thought about it.

When he answered, he said: "As long as the string is there, I make sure I find him/her!"

I chuckled at his enthusiasm and patted his head as I got up to finally retried the washed and dried clothes.

"You'll definitely find your soulmate before I do."

Another year has passed and it was about time single pringles would run around the streets trying to find their other half.

I had been working out, along with (U/n) who decided that we should keep in contact.

I was ready for this annual run, and I was determined to reach the finish line this time. (U/n) said he wanted to try a different neighbourhood and wanted to test his luck there, so I drove him there and dropped him off.

I found a crowded plaza close to him and parked my car, waiting for this ghost of a red string to appear once again.

I dozed off thinking about what my significant other could look like.

It would be nice if they had (uke hair colour) locks and stunning (uke eye colour) orbs... whoever it is could also have (uke skin tone) skin and be (shorter, taller, about the same height) as/then me...

I felt a rush of wind go past me as I see others running about the plaza, following what I see as nothing.

I looked down and saw my own red string and snapped out of my thought.

"Oh fuck, precious seconds I'm never getting back..."

I cursed as I joined the crowd, running. Wind rushed through my sweat filled hair as I ran around the streets following the thin red string as it took me to... the neighbourhood I dropped (U/n) off at?!

"Damn it... if I knew he/she would be here I would've stayed with (U/n)... What a waste of time..."

I followed the string, winding up and down the long roads to find (U/n) being molested by a group of bad-ass looking girls.

"Come on! Just give in already! Your soulmate doesn't want you anymore so just stay with us! We'll make you feel so good!"

I rushed over and punched the bitch in her ugly ass face and snatched (U/n) back from them.

"Fuck off! He has a soulmate and it definitely isn't any of you!"

The girls must've seen my angry expression cause it didn't take them three seconds for them to run for their lives.

Looking down at (U/n), who was currently huddled in my arms, I worriedly asked "Did they hurt you anywhere?"

"N-no... (Y/n), look at your- I mean our hands..."

I looked down and finally saw what I've been wanting to see for at at least a decade.

The end of my red string, was attached to none other than (U/n), who was admiring our hands like an art sculpture in a museum.

"So maybe it was fate that we bumped into each oth- Mph?!"

I grabbed his face and connected it with mine, just as fireworks fired off signalling the end of another year.

Except this year would be the start of an everlasting relationship, bound together by lovely red strings of fate.